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Psalm 22:3 - Revised Standard Version

3 Yet thou art holy, enthroned on the praises of Israel.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

3 But thou art holy, O thou that inhabitest the praises of Israel.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

3 But You are holy, O You Who dwell in [the holy place where] the praises of Israel [are offered].

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American Standard Version (1901)

3 But thou art holy, O thou that inhabitest the praises of Israel.

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Common English Bible

3 You are the holy one, enthroned. You are Israel’s praise.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

3 He has converted my soul. He has led me away on the paths of justice, for the sake of his name.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

3 he hath converted my soul. He hath led me on the paths of justice, for his own name's sake.

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Psalm 22:3
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Behold, I cry out, ‘Violence!’ but I am not answered; I call aloud, but there is no justice.


I cry to thee and thou dost not answer me; I stand, and thou dost not heed me.


The Lord is just in all his ways, and kind in all his doings.


He who brings thanksgiving as his sacrifice honors me; to him who orders his way aright I will show the salvation of God!”


Praise is due to thee, O God, in Zion; and to thee shall vows be performed,


Let my prayer come before thee, incline thy ear to my cry!


Extol the Lord our God, and worship at his holy mountain; for the Lord our God is holy!


And one called to another and said: “Holy, holy, holy is the Lord of hosts; the whole earth is full of his glory.”


O Lord, how long shall I cry for help, and thou wilt not hear? Or cry to thee “Violence!” and thou wilt not save?


He is your praise; he is your God, who has done for you these great and terrible things which your eyes have seen.


And the four living creatures, each of them with six wings, are full of eyes all round and within, and day and night they never cease to sing, “Holy, holy, holy, is the Lord God Almighty, who was and is and is to come!”


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